Red Moscow.

Chapter 2674 Traces of existence

Anna was angry after being rejected. She turned over, turned her back to Sokov, and ignored him.

After dawn, Sokov opened his eyes and found that his pillow was empty. Anna had left at some point.

He just left, it was nothing special, and Sokov didn't care.

The reason why he rejected Anna's request was that he did not want strangers to live in the house he rented, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. The year he first came to Moscow, he did such a stupid thing. He temporarily went to St. Petersburg to inspect the market and needed to leave for half a month. A friend came to him and said that his house was due to expire, and he hoped to stay with him for a while and move out when he came back. He didn't think too much at the time and agreed to the other party's request.

Unexpectedly, on the third night in St. Petersburg, he received a call from his landlord.

The landlord said angrily on the phone: "Misha, I rented the house to you when you said you were the only one living there. Unexpectedly, the police just called me and said that more than ten people lived in your house. It was very noisy and the neighbors couldn’t stand it, so they called the police.”

"What, there are more than a dozen people living in my house?" Sokov was stunned when he heard what the landlord said: "Isn't it possible? Could it be a mistake?"

"How could there be a mistake?" the landlord said angrily: "I am in the house I rented to you right now. I just counted that there are 14 people living in the house. Wherever you are, come back immediately and bring this Tell me clearly."

Sokov, who was confused, could only smile and said to the landlord: "I'm still in St. Petersburg. Can I go back in two days?"

"No, I will wait until tomorrow at most." The landlord said forcefully: "If I don't see you tomorrow, I will throw all your luggage out."

"Okay, okay." Sokov said helplessly: "I'm going to buy a train ticket now, and I can return to Moscow at noon tomorrow at the latest."

After ending the call with the landlord, Sokov immediately called the friend who borrowed the house, but the other party didn't answer his call at all. At this moment, Sokov knew in his heart that he had been tricked by the other party, but he could only hold his nose and admit it. Who knew that he was a good person? If something like this happened, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

I bought a train ticket overnight and returned to Moscow the next morning.

Sokov didn't bother to rest, so he rushed directly to the landlord's house to find out from him what happened.

After the landlord saw Sokov, he first scolded him and then took him to the rental house.

After entering the room, Sokov was stunned. He thought he had arrived at some kind of warehouse. The suitcases stacked in the living room were piled from the floor to the ceiling. After a brief count, there were at least twenty.

The sofa bed in the bedroom was also moved to the living room, with a quilt thrown on it. Someone must be sleeping in the living room. The sheets and quilts originally placed in the cabinet were spread on the floor of the bedroom. It seemed that the people who lived here used the floor.

Sokov, who suffered the loss of being mute, could only keep admitting his mistake to the landlord. But the unwilling landlord kicked Sokov out after extorting $1,000 in compensation.

With this lesson learned, Sokov will refuse without hesitation any time he encounters someone who asks him to borrow a house. It is reasonable to reject Anna's request.

Liuba arrived at around ten o'clock in the morning. After entering the door, she first looked around and saw no sign of Anna, so she asked curiously: "Where is Anna?"

"Go to work."

"How are you, are you satisfied with this house?"

"Not bad, very much to my liking."

"Since you are satisfied, let's go to the Housing Authority to complete the procedures." Liuba patted the bag she was carrying: "I have brought all the documents."

"After completing the formalities, how do I pay you?"

"Just transfer the money directly." Liuba said empathetically: "Many people buy houses and use cash. But if I want you to pay cash, you need to go to the bank to withdraw money. After I receive the money, I will also It’s too troublesome to go to the bank to deposit money, so it’s better to transfer the money directly.”

After discussing some details, the two came to the Housing Authority to handle the transfer procedures for the house.

After checking the documents of the two people, the staff member who handled the formalities suddenly looked at Liuba and asked, "Why don't you have an examination certificate issued by the mental hospital?"

When the staff asked this question, not only Sokov was stunned, Lyuba was also puzzled and asked: "I want to sell my house, why do I need to issue a mental hospital examination certificate from Laoshizi?"

The staff patiently explained: "It has happened before that after the house was transferred, the original landlord regretted it and came to us to make trouble, saying that he did not want to sell the house, and that a relative in the family was mentally disturbed and carried the property behind his back. He sold the house. After several similar incidents, we introduced relevant regulations. Anyone who wants to sell a house must provide a mental hospital inspection certificate when going through the transfer procedures. "

"Are those people who regret selling their houses really mentally ill?"

"There may be some people who are mentally ill." The staff member shook his head and said, "But most people use the money from selling their houses to drink. When the money runs out, they want to take the house back and sell it again so that they can have money. Qian continued to drink.”

After listening to the staff's explanation, Sokov couldn't help but be stunned. He really didn't expect that buying a house in Russia would actually face such risks. He couldn't help but glance at Liuba and thought to himself that she wouldn't be an alcoholic. After selling the house to him, she wouldn't take it back after a while on the grounds that she was not in a normal state of mind at the time of the sale, right?

Liuba's side face met Sokov's eyes, looking a little embarrassed. She knew very well that although she was not that kind of person, with this kind of experience, Sokov would definitely have scruples when buying a house.

Liuba turned to the staff and said: "Even if I go to the mental hospital now, when I get the report back, you will have already got off work. Do you think this will work? I will write you a guarantee letter to ensure that after the transfer of this house is completed, Not taken back for any reason.”

In response to Liuba's request, the staff member showed an awkward expression on his face: "I need to ask my superiors for instructions on this." After saying that, he picked up the mobile phone on the table, dialed a number, and whispered started talking.

After a while, the staff member put down the phone and said to Liuba: "Madam, our person in charge will be here soon. Please wait a moment."

While waiting for the person in charge to arrive, Liuba took the initiative and said to Sokov: "Misha, don't worry, I really want to sell this house. After the transfer is completed, you don't have to worry that I will take the house back for any reason. I'm not that kind of person." About ten minutes later, a man walked in from outside, followed by a woman in a dark blue uniform.

Seeing the two people appear, the staff sitting behind the desk quickly stood up to greet them and said a few words to each other.

Soon, the staff came over with the man and said to Sokov and Liuba: "This is the leader of our housing management bureau. He will handle your transfer procedures."

The leader stepped forward, shook hands with Sokov, and asked politely: "Sir, do you want to buy a house?"

"Yes."

"According to our regulations, to protect the home buyer, the seller cannot go through the transfer procedures without a mental hospital examination certificate." The leader pointed to the woman following him: "She is from the notary office, as long as she If you notarize this transaction, you can still go through the transfer procedures even if you don’t have a certificate from a mental hospital.”

With the notary's office coming forward, Sokov and Liuba began to formally handle the transfer procedures. After completing the transfer, the notary's office issued a notarial certificate to ensure that the transaction was authentic and valid.

After paying the transaction fees and notary fees, the staff of the Housing Authority handed Sokov a pick-up slip, which stated that he would come here to collect the real estate certificate in ten days.

After Sokov and Liuba walked out of the door of the Housing Authority, they suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "Liuba, I think your father left some reading notes, but they seemed incomplete. I wonder if they are still there elsewhere." have?"

"Because I was preparing to sell the house, I sorted out two boxes of information in the past two days and moved them back to my home." Liuba said, "If you want it, you can follow me to your home to pick it up."

Sokov guessed that the information Liuba took away might contain something of interest to him. He nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Liuba, I do want to see those information."

In this way, Sokov drove Lyuba to Lyuba's residence in the east of the city.

After entering the room, Liuba pointed to the two large cardboard boxes piled in the corner of the living room and said to Sokov: "Misha, those two boxes are the materials I brought back. If you want them, just move them away."

After thanking the other party, Sokov stepped forward to unload the two heavy cardboard boxes in two batches and stuffed them into the trunk of the car.

After returning to his new home, Sokov couldn't wait to open the cardboard box and began to look for information that was useful to him.

The first carton contained basically various notebooks for preparing lessons. Sokov spent two or three hours flipping through them and found that there was no information that was useful to him. So he opened the second carton and started rummaging through it.

The hard-sided copy placed on the top of the carton is a diary.

Seeing that it was a diary, Sokov's breathing became rapid. He patiently flipped through page after page, trying to find information that was useful to him.

This diary was recorded starting from New Year's Day, 2005. Sokov quickly read through the contents of the previous four months without any gains.

He sighed softly and continued to look down.

When he saw the diary for May 9th, he was shocked by the contents: "...Today I went alone to visit the War Memorial Hall in Victory Square. When I walked to the exhibition hall of generals' deeds, I unexpectedly saw In the photo, I saw a completely unfamiliar face. There were four people in that photo. Zhukov, Rokossovsky and Konev were called the troika marshals, but I definitely knew them. I have never seen the young general standing next to Marshal Rokossovsky.

I carefully checked the label below, where it said: From left to right are Marshal Konev, Marshal Zhukov, Marshal Rokossovsky and General Sokov.

After reading it, I felt that I had been fooled. Among Russian surnames, the surname "Sokov" does not exist at all. Moreover, I know all the famous generals who emerged during the Great Patriotic War, and I have never heard of General Sokov.

I immediately went to find the staff of the memorial hall and reminded them that there was an error in the photo and that a person who did not exist in history appeared on it. But when they followed me to the photo, the four people in the photo had strangely turned into three people, and the inexplicable General Sokov had disappeared without a trace.

After the staff saw the photo clearly, they criticized me and said that I was too old-sighted to see clearly how many people were in the photo. Oh my God, I can assure him that those I just saw in the photo were indeed four people. But for some reason, when the staff arrived, there were only three people left in the photo.

Back home, I remembered the debate my student had with me in class. He also mentioned the fictitious General Sokov and said that this man played a great role in the battles of Stalingrad and Kursk. effect. At the time, I thought he was talking nonsense, but at this moment, I had to calm down and think, maybe he was right. Something must have happened beyond our understanding that caused the history we were originally familiar with to deviate. "

Sokov closed his notebook and tried to think whether he had taken a photo with the Troika? Even if they took photos together back then, when he traveled back to modern times, he was just a general. Why did Liuba's father see himself as a general in the photo?

He continued to take things out of the cartons. The tops were notebooks and diaries for preparing lessons, and the bottoms were filled with various books, including professional books and novels and essays.

When there were still a few books left at the bottom of the box, Sokov's hand stopped because he saw the familiar cover. Although it was yellowed, he recognized it at a glance. This was the book he had written. "The Dawns Here Are Quiet".

After taking two deep breaths and waiting for his emotions to stabilize, Sokov grabbed the book, slowly took it out of the box, and brought it close to his eyes to look at it carefully. Yes, the author's name on the cover of the book does say "M.M. Sokov".

After seeing the words on the cover clearly, Sokov's hand holding the book began to tremble. Yes, this was the book he wrote in that era. This shows that he did not have a long dream, but that he had indeed traveled through time. During the Great Patriotic War, he participated in that tragic war.

"Misha, Misha!" A woman's voice sounded in the room: "Wake up quickly!"

Sokov was suddenly frightened, because he was the only one in the study, how could a female voice suddenly appear?

He turned around and looked around, and suddenly saw the familiar figure of Asiya appearing in a full-length mirror placed by the wall. She was calling her name anxiously.

"Asia!" Sokov called the other party's name, stood up and rushed towards the full-length mirror, shouting: "Is it you?"

But when Sokov came to the full-length mirror, the figure in the mirror disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed. Sokov couldn't figure out whether he really saw Asiya or himself. Hallucinations?